Cynthia: *sigh* General, i have the uttermost faith in you and your army and so does Reginald, but the Condé's army has grown a lot. We cannot afford another war! Hopefully we can create peace with them over this feast. Reginald: *Takes his place sitting at the head of the table next to Cynthia*
I made it with a mysterious rock. It never dulls and always stays clean, so I never had to rlly sharpen it. I've had this sword since I was 10